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Entropy
I just finished reading Stephen King’s newest doorstop, 11/22/63. It’s a story about time travel and the Kennedy assassination, and one of the themes is that the past fights hard to stay the same....
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Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes
I feel like Drew Carey on The Price is Right—the next revelation, Come on Down! I spent the weekend in Minneapolis with our Teachers’ Training group. After several years of on again, off again...
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Hero
I just can’t seem to stop fighting this episode. I have things to do, chapters to write, events to attend, but the depression, agitation and convoluted thinking keep getting in my way. It’s like...
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A Bad-Ass Review
A page has turned. Or, maybe, a season is done. Whatever the metaphor, I’ve put closure to a few major events in my life—healing from surgery, Callinda, and celebrating Callinda. Now it’s time to...
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Shifting Sands
What I’ve found as a student of my own bipolar disorder is that I function best with a routine and a minimum of stress. I can surf change and surprises if they remain small and limited, but pile on...
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A Bold, Bad-Ass Move
Well, for me it is, anyway. I’ve decided to unplug my TV this week. As I read through my old journals, pulling out tidbits that might be useful in my next writing project, I see over and over again...
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Whittling
There are days when it seems that everything I do is aimed at shoring up my defenses. I exercise to regulate my brain chemistry and strengthen my body. I journal to catch any distorted thinking and...
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Portion Control
I’m forever looking for a different perspective on my bipolar disorder, a new spin, a fresh approach, some metaphor that will pop the lid on Magic and Truth. Driving home from the movie theater the...
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Shot-Gun Rider
Madness will push you anywhere it wants. It never tells you where you’re going, or why. It tells you it doesn’t matter. It persuades you. It dangles something sparkly before you, shimmering like...
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The Good Fight
So, I’m ducking and weaving with this whole idea of letting Life be instead of knocking it to the ground. It’s a weird place for me, the Ultimate Gnat’s Ass Detailer. My modus operandi is to...
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The Road Less Traveled
This was originally posted in June of 2011, four months before my dad died. Not surprisingly, the prayer I offered for him at the end of this piece was never answered. ♦ I see a lot of myself in Dad....
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